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In the fourth year of Jianzhao (35 years ago), spring, Chang'an. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jingshui and Weishui are clear and flowing, Longshou Mountain is like a dragon lying cross-legged, on both sides of the Baqiao, the spring breeze is green, the willow spits branches, all things are reborn, and they are thriving. It's just that all things are born with their own ups and downs, there will be life and death, and the new will spit out. When Chang'an City ushered in the new season again, a prominent figure in this city was entering the last moment of his life.

On the eighteenth day of the first month, Qi Li, the Marquis of Fuping, Zhang Lin, the fourth generation of the Marquis of Fuping, struggled to support his sick body for a year, and never waited for his only son. Finally, on this night, in a coma, he scolded "the rebel died in the wild", and then shouted "my son will not return". In the midst of this repetition of scolding and shouting, he died, Chinese New Year's Eve seven.

The death of the Marquis of Fuping shocked the Son of Heaven and shook the officials.

On the nineteenth day of the first month, the Son of Heaven issued an edict to give Dongyuan (the official office specially for the royal princes to make burial goods) 12 secret weapons for burial, collect jade clothes, and give the name "Fuping Gonghou", extremely mournful.

And together with the death of the Marquis of Fuping, there is also a family affair of the Marquis of Fuping's Mansion - Zhang Fang, the only sister-in-law of the Marquis of Fuping, has never returned.

Regarding the whereabouts of the Marquis of Fuping, Zhang Fu has actually been concealing it until after the summer of last year, when the Marquis of Fuping fell ill and the palace and officials came to visit, only to find that there was an important person missing from the house. The father is seriously ill and the son travels far away, which is intolerable in the Han Dynasty, which ruled the country with filial piety. The Son of Heaven was furious, hundreds of officials discussed, and Princess Jingwu entered the palace overnight to apologize.

And when Princess Jingwu left the palace, something strange happened, the Son of Heaven showed a different silence on this matter than before, and the hundred officials who were the weather vane of the words and deeds of the Son of Heaven naturally lost their voices collectively, and the discussion about the Marquis of Fuping gradually subsided. In its place, there was a good reputation from another Zhang son.

Zhang Chengyan, Duling Zhang Branch, after the Marquis of Yangdu. However, unlike the Marquis of Fuping, the Marquis II of Yangdu does not exist, and his knighthood has long been removed from the country. Therefore, although Zhang Chengyan is also a descendant of the Zhang family, he is no different from a commoner. However, Zhang Lin, the Marquis of Fuping, still takes care of this nephew on weekdays, and Zhang Chengyan also knows his kindness and filial piety, and when Zhang's son-in-law has not returned, he resolutely fulfills his responsibilities as a nephew, takes care of him day and night, and describes him as withered, looking more like a patient.

Such filial piety is naturally praised by the government and the opposition, and put together with his unfilial and immoral cousin, this contrast is even stronger, and the name of Zhang Chengyan, a descendant of Yangdu, gradually spreads.

Another half a year passed, until the turn of the winter and spring of the following year, the Marquis of Fuping passed away, and the prince never returned, which once again ignited the fire of righteous indignation of the government and the opposition. And the center of the whirlpool, the Fuping Marquis Mansion, was already in grief and anger at this time.

On the twentieth day of the first month, this is the first day to pay tribute to the heroic soul of the Marquis of Fuping. Presiding over the ceremony was the surviving Princess Jingwu, the Marquis of Fuping.

This beautiful woman, who is only thirty years old and once peerless, has completely changed her appearance. She has a white silk on her head, wears filial piety clothes, and does not apply powder, so the pale face and the blue and black circles of her eyes are particularly obvious, and the whole person gives people a feeling of being extremely haggard. And the thick white fur, lined with a slender jade neck, makes the body even more thin and pitiful.

The husband was newly mourned, and the son had no news for more than a year, and he couldn't even rush back to the funeral...... All kinds of serious consequences, mixed with grief and anger, and depression in the heart, caused the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty who was originally good in her bones to collapse. If it weren't for the strong support to preside over the memorial, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand it a long time ago.

The only thing that could comfort her now was that she still had a good nephew - the long figure at the foot of the doorway, blurred in the pale snowflakes, kept bowing in return to the guests who came to pay their respects. Snowflakes had already fallen all over his body, and with each bow, the snow particles on his head and shoulders were sprinkled, and the snow powder flew......

In the meantime, I must play tomorrow, and I will praise this nephew, Princess Jingwu thought.

Just as I was thinking about it, a kick of footsteps came into my ears. Princess Jingwu was busy cheering up and welcoming the worshippers who entered the church. Generally, officials below a thousand stones, only worship under the hall, and those who can enter the hall are either noble or so, even if they are princesses, they dare not slack off.

But seeing that the four people lined up at the threshold in front of the hall, they untied their thick hats under the service of the waiters, took off their leather shoes, entered with their socks in their whole clothes, and saluted Princess Jingwu: "The four sons of the Jin family, visit the heroic spirit, and ask the princess to mourn." ”

Princess Jingwu bowed her knees: "The surviving woman thanked Jin Zhongkun." ”

Well, the person who came is one of the examples of the Han magnates who are called "Jin Zhang" with the Fuping Hou Zhang, the four Kunzhong of the Chengdu Hou Jin: Jin Chang, Jin Chang, Jin Cen, and Jin Ming.

It is generally believed that the Jin family's origins began with Jin Riyan, the auxiliary minister of the Wudi Dynasty, but strictly speaking, the "Jin" of this "Jin Zhang" does not refer to the direct descendants of Jin Riyan, but Jin Ilpan's younger brother Jin Lun. Because Jin Riyan's Marquis Qin title was extinct after only two generations, and Jin Lun's line has been passed down from generation to generation. In terms of merit, Jin Lun can't compare with his brother at all, but in the end, it is the Jin Lun family who can enjoy the temple and be favored from generation to generation. It can be seen that even if it has the power of creation, it is not as good as the ability to create people.

Jin's Kunzhong, who is not only a high-ranking official and dignitary, but also an old member of the Zhang family, entered the hall and looked at the coffin to worship, as a matter of course.

After the ceremony, he should have retreated, but Jin Chang, the head of the Jin family and the marquis of the city, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "I am waiting and waiting together, we are all close friends, I am worried, I dare not say anything, and I hope that the princess will forgive her sins." ”

Princess Jingwu bowed and bowed: "How dare the surviving woman, Xian Kunzhong, but please speak out." ”

Jin Chang said: "Forgive Chang for being rude, such a big event, I haven't seen the figure of the Marquis of Fuping, dare to ask the princess, is the young marquis still there?" ”

Princess Jingwu's face turned pale, and she said softly: "My son is still here, and it is difficult to travel in ice and snow, so I ......"

Jin Chang shook his head: "If the father dies and the son does not return, no matter what the reason, he will be impeached by the imperial history, and it is light to cut the household and reduce the salary. ”

Princess Jingwu bit her lip: "Wu'er is in Hudi, and I can't help myself......"

Jin Chang, who was on the side, couldn't listen to it anymore, and couldn't help but say: "Spring is the season of burial, and the coffin of the marquis can only be parked for three days at most. ”

Princess Jingwu's body shook, and she couldn't stand steadily, and the maids on the left and right hurriedly supported her.

Jin Chang's words hit the nail on the head, if there is no heir to support the coffin after three days, according to secular etiquette, it will be regarded as an absolute heir. If it is an ordinary civilian, the heir will be extinct, and the two acres of land in the top family are just cheaper for the clansmen. But as the Marquis of the Han Dynasty, it was very different. "No heirs except for the country", this is stipulated in the Han law. If this happens, the Marquis of Fuping will end up in this life. At that time, whether the young marquis of Fuping returns or not, he will not be able to return to heaven.

Jin Chang sighed deeply: "The matter of the Marquis should be a foresight. ”

Princess Jingwu was weak, if Jin Chang's words hit the point, then Jin Chang's words were a blow to the head.

Who is the Marquis? It is Auxiliary Minister Kim Il-pan. In terms of high power and imperial grace, the first generation of Fuping Marquis Zhang Anshi is still inferior. Even so, when Jin Riyan's son has no heirs, he has no choice but to get rid of the country, let alone Zhang's family? This is Jin Chang's own matter, a warning to Princess Jingwu.

Until the Jin family Kunzhong retired and left, Princess Jingwu was still standing in a daze, and her mind did not belong. (To be continued.) )